Submissive Mother Novels & Stories

I shut the water off not having really washed myself or anything and get out. “Hurry up Carina you are going to make us look like fools if you don’t get your ass moving” This is another thing I don’t get, she speaks to me and all the other females like shit but around the males she acts like the little submissive obedient wolf that just says yes sir no sir. It’s all an act I know damn well she isn’t submissive she has my father wrapped around her finger and gets away with anything and everything. Created with Sketch. I reenter my bedroom with my mother standing with her back to me admiring the dress I am meant to wear, It is see-through practically and is meant to show my soon-to-be mate wha

She might… no, she did care about me too just like she cared about everyone in her pack. I dropped to my knees, my legs weakened from the sudden loss of strength. I squeezed my top tightly in my hand, tears rolling down my cheeks. She said her mother sent her which meant they used her. Of course, it was something her mother could do to please her mate and benefit her son. Her mother was a nice woman but extremely submissive, foolish, and selfish. To save her son and herself, she could do that.

My classmates had always taunted me by calling me a bastard but now I will show them my father, and all the beautiful gifts he would get for me. "Yes, he does and very much so. Now go take a nap, I will wake you up once he comes." My mother said and cajoled me to sleep. "Okay mother," I replied happily, I couldn't wait to tell father how much I loved him and missed him. Maybe he would even teach me my homework today. ****** "I told you to abort that thing…, that brat, Helen; but you disobeyed me." The voices in the sitting room were low but strained, I could hear my mother sob softly as she pleaded with the man she was talking to.

Is she really forgetful? "Mom, isn't the umbrella-" “Go to your room now! And get ready for the lesson!” I kept quiet and obeyed her, and that was my life. Always obey her words. Sometimes I wonder, is she really my real mother? Or is it not? "Asking in the heart always gets no answer. But asking directly ends in a fight. Actually, how does life work out?”

She only utters words when it's only necessary. My mother is a traditional woman born and raised in the deep rural areas of Kwazulu Natal. She was brought up in a way different from mine. She was taught you don't stand up to a man. When a man speaks to sit down and listen to what he is saying to you. That is regarded as being the submissive wife. I haven't heard my mother in a single day stand up to my father. Anyway I strongly believe you can be opiniated and still be a submissive wife.